Operation Moscato
Recently, my Mom had a scheduled surgery planned that would require a few, to several days hospital stay. Knowing my mom, this just wasn’t going to fly. She was under the mindset of in-and-out the same day. Several family members took bets on her exact release date….HA! It was only a matter of time before it all went down.
While waiting in a room prior to surgery, my Dad, sister and I were sitting with her waiting for the surgeon to arrive. Once he explained the procedure and what to expect, Mom piped up about her going home the following day. The doctor said it wasn’t impossible, but he would have to access the situation, post-surgery. After all the questions were asked, my mom mentioned she baked him a loaf of a zucchini nut bread, and that he should eat it prior to surgery to give him extra stamina. OMG….we all laughed, as he left with loaf in hand. As a side note, she always brings home-baked bread, muffins, or cookies to all her doctor appointments; and always receives great service….haha.
Post surgery the doctor talked to us about her procedure and let us know it went well, and that he had enjoyed some of the bread prior to surgery….ha! After recovery we were led to her room by one of the nurses, and as we entered the room, she enthusiastically announced to my Dad, he must immediately go and buy a bottle of moscato wine for Julie, her recovery nurse. We tried to convince her they didn’t sell wine at the hospital, but we could pick it up later. However, she had other ideas, and we were to get it that moment. Just then the nurse walks in and asked if she was hungry and she replied, “I would love some tomato bisque soup, please”……really? My sister announced that her and I would pick up the moscato right then. I glanced over at the nurse, who wasn’t saying anything, and assured her the wine wasn’t for my Mom (she was very relieved….lol).
Once back from the store, we had to locate her recovery room nurse, Julie, and after being paged thought she was in trouble, only to find us with bottle in hand. She laughed and was so tickled that Mom thought of her. Apparently, she had Julie rolling with laughter during recovery. Every nurse we encountered loved Mom, and told us so.
She had all of us in stitches many times during her stay. At one point she announced it was a good thing she was catheterized or she’d be piddling all over the floor on her daily therapy rounds; circling the nurses station……no words! Ummm….Mom, that’s the purpose.
On one of her therapy rounds there were three police officers guarding the room next to hers, and after inquiring why there were at the hospital, one of the officers told her he was issuing her a speeding ticket for going too fast around the circle….lol. She had no idea there was a jail inmate in the next room until she was at home.
She ended up in the hospital longer than anticipated, but has since come home and is recovering as expected. Even though it was a stressful situation, being able to share laughs and create loving memories as a family, was priceless. I would have to admit, Operation Moscato was a total success.
xoxox…..Sheryl
PS….if you’re wondering……my sister and brother won the bet.